Tyno Helig, UK There are great mysteries on this Earth which are still unknown. And one of them is the mystery of this city. It is said this submerged city is actually a submerged castle which is the result of a curse by a noble man who was killed by a common man who

I will always remember you as an angel, who walked into my life when all other faces seemed like strangers. Those large shimmering eyes captivated my soul almost instantaneously. Don’t get me started coz i can go on praising those eyes for three days continuously. Nothing can be cuter than your sweet, mischievous smile. I

I have always found it difficult to make people understand the kind of person I am. Some think I am rude, others think I am geek. Some take me as an intellectual, others as dumbass. There’s a huge list of names I have got in this short span of life. Some love me for the

Why I write? I don’t write to create literary masterpieces! I don’t write to match that sky-high heavy lexicon! I don’t write to be called as Shakespeare or Keats! I am hell not interested in creating classics! Yeah! You are right! I am not even good enough to do that! I write for myself! I write for

10 Reasons why you should marry a Lucknow girl! 1] She can easily impress anyone with her ‘tehzeeb’, including your friends and family! 😉 “Namaste aunty! Pranaam uncle!” are still more prevalent than ‘hello aunty and goodmorning uncle in this city!’ 2] Lucknowites are foodies by birth, so you will never have any complains about

You are a figment of her memory. Living somewhere at the back of her mind, somewhere in those lost smiles and dried eyes. Your soul has left, but it’s touch still remains! Somewhere in the essence of that dried rose, somewhere in the touch of that silken robe! You are a dead event, but tend

I don’t belong to here,the sense of belonging eludes me! Don’t know, Am I a believer or an atheist, I want to believe, but belief gets eroded by the mortal existence.There is something in the air, so suffocating and so disheartening, may be the questions which fill my mind more than anything! I don’t belong to where I live,

*LUCKNOW & the Lucknowities* The ‘Pehle-aap, Pehle-aap’ thing isn’t a joke. Mind you, it happens here. When asked why do we always speak in plural, we always say it proudly ‘It’s a City of Nawabs and this is the Nawabi style’. We love it when we talk to non-lucknowities like ‘Ama yaar..’ and their eyes go wide. If you don’t use words

Dear citizens of India, Well, Uttar Pradesh is that one state which is hated by many, loved by few but is just not ignorable. We are known for our population[eh.. there are hardly handful of “countries” which beat us in that!] our illiteracy, our “desi gawarpana” and above all, we are the ‘Bhaiya jis’ and

10 Things you experience when you are in love with a Soldier- 2 1] Now, you know that there are places like, Wellington, Khadakwasla, Kirkee, Mhow etc. on the map of our country. Something, which others will never understand or bother to know it. 2] When other girls pray that their boyfriend/husband stays with them

I lay down in my bed, Tossing and turning adjusting myself in life’s twilight! A series of moments flash in front of my eyes. Like a sinking boat on a cyclone’s tide! What all I did and what all I got? What all I lost and what all I forgot? Millions of question flock around,

“What do you want to become in life?”, somebody asked me. “May be a writer!”, I replied “What? A love-story writer! Isn’t it?”, the person again fired a question at me! He had gone through my blog and was quiet convinced that I have no-brains, hence love writing love stories! [are love story writers brainless?

10 Things you experience when you are in love with a Soldier! 1] When other girls take hours to get ready, you can get ready in minutes as he can make and break plans anytime-anywhere! 2] You have settled for the fact[even if you don’t like it!] that he loves his Royal Enfield and Uniform

Patriotism: meaning and perception Google says ‘Patriotism’ means “the quality of being patriotic; vigorous support for one’s country.” Well, that’s pretty confusing. Honestly, I never understood the real meaning of being a patriot or being patriotic or patriotism. I always felt proud when I saw my country’s flag flying high, I always had goosebumps while

Confessions of an Ugly girl! What is ugly? Or what does being ugly means? Avni never understood this! She was a below average student in her school days. She was 4 feet, 11 inches in height and was gifted with extremely dark complexion! She wore a thick pair of spectacles and was quiet heavy in

Love @ Indian Railways “Kal phir NDA Special ek stag ka intezaar kar rahi hogi!”, Kshitij thought to himself, the poor NDA cadet who tried his level best to find a girl-friend in his term break! He joined thousands of groups and pages on Facebook, praised girls even for nonsensical comments, gave friend request to

a love-story writer Who are the people who write love-stories for others? What are we made up of? Are we those mushy personalities just like any of the characters of our stories or are we a bunch of realistic people who just believing in grabbing readership by any means? Are we actually so sensitive or

MISTAKENLY IN LOVE || 8th Abstract Almost 3-4 months passed for Audvik’s break-up. Ishita had married someone else and flied overseas with her brand new husband. Audvik pretended to be normal but he was not able to get over with Ishita’s memories. She was his first love, their relationship had lasted for 6 long years,

MISTAKENLY IN LOVE || 7th Abstract “Anu!”, Audvik called Anvita in the middle of the night. “Audvik! What happened? Are you alright?”, Anvita got worried as Audvik had never called her at such odd hour and had never sounded so shattered. “Anu…. Anu……!!!”, Audvik was not able to speak right. “Audvik! Are you drunk? Audvik

An encounter with an army wife! [a page from my diary!] Army wives are strong, yes they are! But how much strong? I always wondered! Thinking why do army men always praise their wives for being their backbone, when they are themselves born to kill and trained to serve! My doubts were cleared when I

RED!!! – The Lost Monday “Awww… my baby is finally up! How are you doing honey?”, asked Jennie rolling her hands lovingly in Akshat’s hairs. Akshat still felt a heaviness in his head, “where were you?” he finally asked her in a trembling tone. “I was here only all the time sweetheart! I guess you had

RED!!! – The Lost Love “Liked it sweetheart?” Akshat hugged Jennie from behind who was still busy observing the new house which the broker had shown them! “Its nice Akshat!” she replied!” “This will be our home after wedding!” Akshat kissed her cheeks warmly. “Akshat! Can I ask you something?” Jennie looked into his